#savageshadows

"Oh, you are absolutely preaching to the wrong person about that. I already want at least---" She pauses, counting on her fingers. It's a whole hand. "Five. Five gods dead. Happy to fight them, even. Avatars or in person, don't care. Might die but I'm taking a chunk of them with me."

"Gee, ya sure know how to compliment a girl-" she's not offended, especially since it is the truth. She's covered with too many layers of grime and dirt and probably other things that she did not want to think about. "I've been here and there, and lets just say i got my hands on some gold to help buy ourselves some supplies."

"There are definitely some things to figure out. Like the chimera form, I've also never been little spoon before. As for cooking....I'm not that good but I know just enough to get by. Not romantic exactly but it is something."

Andrei hadn't noticed the other appearing, it hadn't been his focus when there were others that warranted his full attention. He knew why they were here, the bounty upon his head something that he could never escape from. Greatsword lifted to slice through a man from his shoulder diagonally down to his hip. Each person that came towards him was met with a similar fate. Only when the other appeared to slice someone out of the corner of his eye. There's only a brief pause in his actions as he registers the aid provided from the stranger. And with their help, their opposition doesn't last much longer. Well, more like his. Andrei was still confused why the help was offered in the first place but that would be addressed when currently not fighting for survival. Thankfully, something that ended after Andrei reached out to grab the last survivor by the throat to stare them down as they ran them through with the sword before dropping the lifeless body, letting their body slide off the blade of his sword as it falls to the ground. Only then does he let emerald optics shift to the stranger, his grip tight upon his sword as he refused to let his guard down. "Why did you help me?" Not that he needed it, something he would never admit. "No one just helps someone. Not unless they want something. So, what do you want?"

“it was only an hour   --”   well.  more or less.  probably closer to two,  but he didn't care for the distinction.  not when he was the one trekking around in the mud.  “you clearly survived,  so it is no problem.”

slowly, one hand reaches out to rest on the trunk as she pulls herself up to stand. her back remains turned. "just needed a second to sit." divina does not elaborate further. she moves to face the druid. "shall we?"